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Aria Daniels has one of the most vivacious personalities ever. She is a crazy teenage girl that is impossibly hard to drag down.
So what happens when she finds a letter telling her that her brother has been kidnappe...
"Wifey, why did you leave?" I hear M shout from downstairs. I take a step back, away from the girl I just slept with.
"That was fun, maybe we can do it again some time." The girl purrs, running her nails down my chest.
Leave? What did Aria leave?
I open my phone to see a notification.
Aria left the group.
"You should go." I tell the blond and she frowns.
"Can I get your number or your name at least?" she asks.
"No, I'm busy, let yourself out and don't touch anything." I tell her and walk out the room.
I look down to the floor and my whole body suddenly feels like a house fell on it. There is only one person that could have taken these photos.
I pick the pictures up and read them, my heart pounding in my chest.
Oh my god. She saw me and that whore.
What am I saying?
That girl I slept with isn't a whore. I am. I'm so sick. What have I done?
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I shake my head furiously. This can't be happening. She saw us. She was here the whole time. She saw me sleeping with another girl.
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"No." I whisper, tears falling down my cheeks. She saw me. She saw me. She let me have her yesterday and I just used her. I'm used to using girls because I had nothing to lose.
I thought I had nothing to lose now but I just lost everything.
That beautiful girl that accidentally changed my whole life. She came barging in, unlocking my heart with bobby pins. I was her cupcake. I was her cupcake that was filled with drugs and as drugs do, I ruined her life.
"Aria!" I shout, "Aria, where are you? I need to talk to you!" I shout.
I slam her room door open but it's empty and the bed is still neatly made because she didn't sleep in it last night. It still smells like her- vanilla and honey.
The bright pink toothbrush she was using is still lying in the little cup in the bathroom.
"Aria!" I shout louder, checking all the rooms.
I dial Aria's number and she answers on the third ring, "Vincent." she whispers.
"No, please don't call me Vincent. Call me cupcake. I want to be your cupcake. Please." I beg. "Where are you babe, did you leave? I'll come get you, please." she stays silent.
"Princess?" I whisper and I hear her sniff. She's crying.
"I'm so sorry." I add.
"No, you're not sorry! Don't tell me that bullshit because you're not sorry! You're just sorry you got caught."
"I trusted you, Vincent. You were my cupcake and your smile was only supposed to be for me. That wasn't the only thing that was just supposed to be for me. Was I not good enough in bed? Is that why you cheated on me a few hours later?
"Please just explain it to me because I have been sitting and thinking about what I could have done wrong. Did I kiss you badly? Was my body not good enough? Do you not find me attractive? Were you just planning on using me the whole time? I thought I was okay but obviously I wasn't if you had to go and cheat on me so please, tell me what I did wrong." she pleads and a few tears fall down my cheek.
"Nothing. You were perfect-" Aria cuts me off.
"No Vincent, obviously I wasn't good enough if you wanted to cheat on me so soon." she states.
"No, there's nothing wrong with you. There is something wrong with me. I'm so sorry. Please forgive me." I beg, kneeling down on the floor, clutching the phone tightly in my hand as I talk to her.
I have never begged for forgiveness. Never. This is the hardest thing I've ever done. Aria means so much more to me then I thought. I can't imagine what it is going to be like without her. I need her.
"Vincent, whatever we had, is over. Maybe it was nothing to begin with. It was just sex to you. 'It feels good so why don't I just break hearts for the sake of that temporary pleasure?' I get it, Vincent. You used me and you don't like me. I trusted you and I saw, with my own two eyes, how you broke it without a second thought. I never want to see you again." she says.
I shake my head, "No Aria, I love you." I state and freeze.
I said I love her. What was I thinking? Of course I love her but I can't tell her, she is never going to forgive me but I dont blame her. I will never forgive myself.
"You know what Vincent?" Aria whispers.
"What?" I whisper.
"Love is for the weak." she states and ends the call.
She's right. Love is for the weak and I just lost another person I love because of my stupid actions.
That's how I lost everyone. My mom, my dad, my twin brother, my best friend, my ex girlfriend and now Aria.
Aria and my best friend are the only ones that are still alive and I need to get Aria back because I can't lose another person.
I watched my mom screaming and begging for mercy as that ruthless bastard, known as Klifton Jax, skinned her alive.
I lost everything that day and they did the same thing to the rest of the guys in my gang.
I still have nightmares because I know the knife that was used to kill my mom was a symbol for me.
I killed my mom and I could never forgive myself if something happened to Aria too.
